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6/11/04 2:34 am...I guess I'll be working through much of the christmass holidays (getting paid overtime).
7/11/04 3:46 am...Quantum phyics and EVP on Coast to Coast.. Urban warfare on the way in Iraq.
Getten loose and relaxed on the easy part of the shift. Relaxing is hard when so many people expect so much termoil. Earth quakes, tidal waves, war, armigeddon. But, I suppose people have thought things like this befor. My mother's generation often expected the sky to fall, and it didn't. That doesn't mean it won't. We were vunerable then, we are vunerable now.
Leeza suggested that I sign up for extra work over the hollidays. However, Clark says the position has been filled. That's fine by me. I like the idea of a paid vacation.
I also like the idea of moving into our little, tiny house in Ramsay. Ohhh, yessiree mame that will be so nice. Space for our things.
4:56 am...CBC Radio talks about the loss of an Armeanean boarding school in Cypress. Radio DetcheVella. More violence in Iraq. I wonder when I will contact Quyen. I'll soon be set up and laughing maniacly. Proper knowedge vs Knowledge. Perhapse there is no evolutionary advantage to ripping people apart upon confrontion.
8/11/04 8:27 pm...Perhapse, Canada can take over America obligations so they can focus on the war in Iraq. That way GWB can't call us enimys of freedom. Afganistan and Keorea,
9/11/04 1:23 am....A world without active nuclear weapons, the dream of a person who has taped into something.
9/11/04 9:07 pm...The scientific contributions of Islam on Ideas. There are lots of people here at 39th Ave station. 10:32 pm...There is no good radio at this time.
10/11/04 6:09 am...I just found out that I will have tonight off due to rememberance day. There is nothing for me to do for the rest of the morning so I am sitting on the 10th floor of the earth sciences building looking down on a view of the service parking/loading area. A flickering floresant light is dim overhead. Occasionally it flashes brightly.
10/11/04 6:56 pm...On the train heading north from summerset. I forgot to get butter. Why do I contiually forget to get the stuff. Now I'll have to get it at 7-11 and pay more. Do people feel when eyes are on them? What are hyperdimentional phyics and what do they mean to me? Oh, and I failed yet again to get my form from information technologies at university signed. And that letter about pathway planning. I phoned Quyen at work when I should have phoned her cell phone. I gave up and went back to sleep with out thinking about it much.
11/11/04 4:53 pm...Lest we forget...What if we forget? The embers of war will continue to burn through the fabric of our society? That is what continues to happen.
11/11/04 9:10 pm...Off to work. Young people behind me are talking quite overtly about smoken' some weed. That seems to be the main part of their evening plans. "Fucken'" seemed to be the main word in their vocabulary. Two fellows with fancy mountain bikes got on the train. 9:22 pm...One has disk breakes. Are they posers? I suspect that they are..10:45 pm...Feeling fairly relaxed, waiting to work.
14/11/04 1:31 am...Artificial Inteligence and quaatum physics are the topic on Coast to Coast. Work was a particularilly patnetic joke tonight. 3:53 am...Suit Case nukes. Anytime now. Islamic leaders have given the OK for such an act. Oh the dismay. This fucked up world, my little life within it, my struggles, will it all come unpleasantly apart? Suddenly or by degrees? The fear. The tension. Writing. When will I again build up a head of steam? So many stupid obsticals, my habbits and thought patterns being the worst. Is there something wrong with my chee? Something feels wrong. Everything seems difficult and tireing. So many things cause me stress. Can I visualize success? Can I see my self getting the ball rolling? Go into the litterary market and show some great word smithing? I know I can have these things. Maybe I need a hyper-dementional spiritual leader or guide.
15/11/04 1:57 am...C2C...9-11, Was the government put on the event?
15/11/04 2:02 am... Halifax is again experiencing heavy snowfall.
17/11/04 2:58 am...I am working in the math sciences building. The things studied here are uninteligable to me. Mystical. The education system failed to teach me math, or I failed to learn. Either way I sometimes feel a little left out of the world of numbers.
18/11/04 7:20 am...People with hand-helds rides the rails with me. I tried to have interface with someone through some glass, but the signal was not received. Small electronic devices are in most people's possession. I sit beside a tall blonde woman with red gloves and a grey coat. She is young and has hair down to her shoulders.
19/11/04 10:39 pm...I'm a dick. I carry so much negitivity with me. I am chonically angry. Everybody has earned a peice of my patetic resentment.
4:07 am...It comes and goes, shrinks and grows. Swarms of meteors supposedly on their way to boil the oceans. Jesus said so. The worm people rock and roll will fart at your barfing splatter frenzies where all things move into open states of purple piss penguis. Why don't morons buy finger extentions to help them with their pcycosis. Early autism treatment means that bad kids no longer have to clean their conciousness and make thing peachy-keen. Its not clear where murder weapons goto bonk their stoofs. What will happen if I use two things to press the keys of this digital key-board? What is going to fix the teflon hernia spurn! Wipty woof hit the squid fidgeting wing nut where the stuttering farting smarter. The big object couldn't beleive what we were insisting. It got up and took off up into the mountains. Cross your heart and hope to fart, lick some pooh befor you start. These are the things that sting my wings and make me sing about bringing baddness to bed. A lightness of heart mulls around my being. People here are leaveing a techno rave. I leave downtown without a valid fare or proof of fare payment. I didn't have change and no shopes or services were open for business. Brentwood Mall was very unlivly. But we are passing beneith the cemitary and so I have beat the honner system.
23/11/04 8:22 pm...Emily, Chriss, Djanna and I went to dinner. We had Vietnamese food at the Crazy Bell or something like that near Chinook. Now I am on my way to pick-up dope at Mike's. Hopefully he's not partying with his party feind friends. People on the train are talking about tattoos. A young lady is talking about rememberance. 9:59 pm...The furnace is still running. The little house is still warm. The scene at Mike's was better this time. There was no sign of whil Dawn of the Dead was playing. Christeen, my fellow curtacy jerk was also there. She is moving to Hanna. 10:27 pm...Pulling into ACAD/SAIT station. The only voice is that of a fashionable young woman.
24/11/04 9:35 pm...Alesse, they advertise it like it's ecstacy.
27/11/04 6:03 am...Our tellephone is switched over and I got the internet running. I down loaded and installed Firefox-an alternative web browser. So I guess I'm running out of excuses for not being a writer professionally. Get out of this rut once and for all. Now what I want to do is replace the USB cable that Spaztic chewed.
27/11/04 10:09 pm...The Palm Pilot screan seems slower when chilled. I walked from Ramsay to down town, had two slices of pizza from CPU and now I'm on the train north. I think I hear Madona coming from someone's head phones. The "A" is missing on SAFEWAY near Lion's Park Station.
I wonder how durable this screan is. Does it sometimes have difficulty reading my hand writing? It sometimes is difficult to make a space.
30/11/04 10:25 pm...Bought coffee and sub, drank coffee, will eat sub on break. 4:37 am...George showed me how to run the floor pollisher. That is what I think I will be doing for the rest of my shift. George is nice but his English is very poor. I try to give him pointers from time to time, but I don't think he picks up on them.
1/12/04 7:04 am...I am on the train and I got a seat, which is unusual for this time of the day. There is even an empty seat faceing me. Both of the men that I share this space with are reading books. The 24. She'll be setten sail soon.
4/12/04 2:22 am...I am working with a different lady from Afganistan. She is not nearly as enduring as Liljan. She wears head phones and avoids eye contact and conversation. Liljan is in the hospittle-Noone seems to know why. Temori is probably about the same age, but I think she colours her hair. Her head phones are hooked upto an MP3 player.
5/12/04 3:20 am...I forgot my walkman. Temori has lightened up a bit. She laughed last night at one of the drawings I showed her. Her husband died 2 years ago.
22/12/04 7:36 am...It was one of those nights. I swept some floors, did a little bit of mopping and then I sat in room 211 (of bio-science, where I worked for the first time). I read bits and peices of Nature, the science journal. I meditated. Eventually, Ming, came and knocked. Ming's english is horrible. I could bearly understand a thing she said. I'm going to go buy Emily a christmass gift, a mouse sander, and I guess a hot-water bottle. I am going to goto the shawnisy Canadian Tire. Hopefully they have such a thing.
26/12/04 12:31 pm...Another christmass in the books and we are on our way back from the crow'snest and I can't help but think of the old stupid shit. My lingering sickness, the chronic reliving of violotions and obligations against my solitude in years past.
16/3/05 10:25 pm...On my way to work after the NHL Oldtimers game. Legends 11, Police 8...I think. I do beleive that things swing along the bonking explosions down the way that goes into raunchy saunterers.
19/3/05 10:18 pm...On my way to work again. It is snowing and I am listening to CBC Radio 3 on CBC Radio 2.
22/3/05 10:20 pm...After a productive week-end I am heading to work again. I will have thursday off.
23/3/05 8:08 am...Is peak oil real? I have found a few web sites that claim that is not. The one that I read was well written and it's author claimed a great of credibility. This person sited the poor science of the fosil fuel theory, and oil wells that appear to be rechargeing them selves.
30/3/05 7:55 am...I am waiting to shop at safeway. Flu pandemic? All sorts of terrible news in the news. Will it get worse?
Problems cannot be resolved at the same level of awareness that created them. --Albert Einstine
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